Cosmic Dragon God Novels & Stories

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

Aurora was a strange woman, she muttered a few confusing things from time to time, she remembered hearing her say the word and asking what she meant but she would never say. What could her mother be up to? “I know what Drákos stratiótis means… it's an ancient Greek word in dragon texts, it means Dragon soldier. Your mother must have known a dragon soldier” “A dragon soldier? What does that mean?” she asked in confusion. Drake hesitated before saying, “Dragon soldier means exactly what the name implies, They are dragons born to be soldiers for the clan. Dragons are mostly born into their roles and they are created by the flame goddess to bear the characteristics that are unique to them. It's

“…At the end of whatever you wanted to say, I hope.” “Impudent girl. Fine. This is what you need to know. Tet controls the Dragon King, which means all dragonkind is ultimately obedient to him if he wishes it, should they be overtaken by that power. But he wants more. Needs more. He’s going to capture the other gods, and when he does, he’ll be sure to perform his dark rites on them to take their power. If he does that, if all that power exists in one form, under one man—”

Draco said telling the story. “Both couples, would be able to have children of their own and two new species would be born. Lord Apophis the dragon god and Lord Kanchelsis, the vampire god, were both outraged and both vowed to take revenge. Lord Kanchelsis visited his people and what he saw when he got there made him furious. Two more of his creations had fallen in love one with a dragon and one with a werewolf.” Draco Continued.

Yrian said smilingly, “I have an Eight-Star Combat Power. However, it’s because of my identity.” James asked curiously, “What’s your identity?” Yrian smiled and replied, “I’m Yrian Zvecha, but I am also the Zvecha Dragon, the first Divine Dragon to exist before these worlds formed.” ‘Another being that existed way before our worlds? Are there that many mysterious beings hidden in the different corners of our worlds?’ James looked at him in shock.

“Oh, my god…” The Dragon picks his pace pulling the chains that's got my nipples trapped. “Keep those eyes on me and whatever you do don't make a sound,” How can I possibly not make a sound when he's teasing my clit and finger-fucking me right now? As damn good as I'm feeling I bite back my moans and focus my gaze on his blue eyes that are still icy with anger. “If you hate Virgins so much then why are you still doing this to me?” My voice was normal until the end when I half moaned out the rest of my sentence and the dragon didn't look pleased that I even spoke at all.

- I need to make you see. - Make me see? I don't understand. - Lucifron says, amazed. - You are Lucifron, the red dragon. Lucifron is worried and everyone looks at him apprehensively. - Don't be afraid, young dragon. Do you know who Draco is? - Draco, the great Dragon of the sky, to whom we pray? - He asked. - Yes, young dragon. Draco, the Dragon God and Polaris keep each other company in the sky. - Who is the Goddess Polaris? I never heard her name.

Rex asked, though he suspected he already knew the answer. "And then your dragon must take the energy into itself, using the ancient magics that exist beyond this realm to neutralize it," she replied. "It will create a counterbalance—order against chaos, creation against destruction." The godking's transformation was accelerating, his humanoid form giving way to something monstrous and alien. Horns of crystallized void energy erupted from his shoulders and back, his arms elongating into appendages that terminated not in hands but in writhing masses of darkness. "We're out of time," Marcia shouted, retreating from the expanding field of corruption around the godking.

“Carry on. I’m listening.” “Okay, so since we’re talking about gods,” said Estevan, “My guess is that you, dragons, also have one.” “Aye,” answered Fetyr. “Our Lord Hylos is the God of Dragons and the Volcanic Deus. He is also the original Hyborn.” “I see.” Estevan did his thing again on the thin sheets, scribbling with a feather. Raeherys could not help but watch the chronicler with envy. The sight of him only sparked the fire within Raeherys.

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.